Albion State Normal School - Sage Yearbook (Albion, ID)

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Bhmiur Olllass 3Bnem Inside the Normal's red brick walls, The Juniors study hardg The class, a mighty one is she, With members large and small And the minds of this mighty class Are great now one and all. Our class is quick, and bright, and strongg Our faces like the sun: Our brows are wet with honest sweat , Our marks are number one. We look the whole school in the face, For we 'pony'-not like some. Week in, week out, from morn 'till night You can hear of Juniors' workg You can hear them saying far' and wide: Fourthies never known to shirk Like the Seniors who think they 'll squeeze thru Without working like a 'Turk,' With a wise, unholy smirk.

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Sluniur Glass iblstnrp Come, O thou greatest weapon, muse And tell to all the glad old story Of the Senior Class of 1910. So to thy Work, old Pen. We Juniors cannot boast of having been tutored by the Albion State Normal since we left the Gram- mar grade, as some will do, at least the majority of us cannot, for we came from distant schools where we grew up under a familiar regieme and Hnally bursting the bonds that bound us to the old home place, we fled far away to a distant val- ley where: The noble Harrison stands supreme and proud. Ruling like a lord the surrounding plains, Yet yielding water to man 's benefit. Here the weary Wanderers stopped and found a school, whose portals ever stood open to the thirst- ing youth. Our class soon became the leaders in the school, by their devotion to study and contest work. The Juniors ever obtained. admiring glances from the failing eyes of the Seniors, and as for the little Freshies, they simply adored us and endeav- ored to fulfill all our simplest wishes as tho they were imperative commands, but such a position is not suddenly reached. The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight. But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night. This we have accomplished and this we mean to keep. Since entering the State Normal great changes have passed over this body of students, N o longer differing in manners, customs and edu- cation, they have been brought together as a unit- ed whole which acts together in time of need. If important questions arise the Juniors in a body can decide it. Even the astute Seniors ask advice of the younger grade. But this is not all. We have become possessed with an idea of becoming worthy pedogogues to Idaho 's growing gems and when this body of stu- dents shall have entered the field as teachers a tremendous revolution will be felt. Education is our theme and Excelsior is our mot- to. Our history does not involve complex situations, nor is it finished, in fact, we are just beginning to make history. We have envolved from humbler situations and positions and day by day we are going forward. We are just in our prime, full of life, vigorous and eager to accomplish great things while our battle cry, Ever Onward, increases our desire to attain some great height from which we may look down on the world of men, and say: Reach the height that we have reached. Make the fight that we have made and gather in the pearls. ' ' Finis J J. LYMAN SMITH.

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We go at noonday to the hall And sit in regions low We hear the 'profs' give good advice, And hear the murmurs slow Of third years grumbling at their lot As third years do, you know. It sounds to us like Freshman cries. And Worthless are their tears! VVe need not think of them once more, Nor how life 's ships they'll steer, For We will sail as Juniors should: Straight o'er life 's restless meer. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowingg Onward thru life We go. Each morning sees some task begun, Each evening sees its close. Something attempted, something done, We earn a'night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, our worthy 'profs For the lessons thou hast taught. Thus, at the serious school of life Our fortunes must be Wrought. For on our characters thou hast stamped Such burning facts and thoughts.